There's No Way He's an Omega!!

Originally titled Omega Who Can't Even Take Care of Himself

Mu Chenxing was killed in an ambush while carrying out a mission. When he woke up, he was overcome by a strange heat and dizziness.

Seeing the ill-intentioned people around him, he calmly grabbed a wine bottle, smashed it with a crash, stabbed it into his thigh, and charged at them--

Only after he figured out what was going on did he learn that he had transmigrated to a bizarre world. Space was vast and technology advanced, but the classification of people was peculiar.

People like him were called omegas, delicate as dodder vines. Their lives seemed to be all about getting married and having children, or going into heat and hooking up.

Mu Chenxing: Fuck!

Pei Yao was famously repulsed by omegas, until he saw the amazing fight at the entrance to an alley.

Smelling the lingering scent of wine in the air, he suddenly thought that maybe omegas weren't so bad after all.

He couldn't stop thinking about the omega from that night.

At his alma mater's anniversary celebration, he really did run into the elegant omega with the astonishing explosive strength from the alley again.

He immediately stopped him and asked with a smile, "Pretty boy, looks like we're fated to meet. Want to bond with me?"

The reply was a kick to the groin from the little omega.

Pei Yao: Hiss. I like it.

**

A delicate-looking omega appeared out of nowhere at the interstellar university arena tournament, overpowering numerous alphas and making it all the way to the finals.

Online, insults, mockery, disdain, and other negative opinions gradually spread.

The omega-phobic general, who had been judged destined to spend his life alone, suddenly opened a Starblog account. His first post was nothing but a photo:

An omega with a bruised face, kicking an alpha opponent into the air.

@Pei Yao: My wife. Cool, right?

The entire internet: ...

Mu Chenxing: ...

**Please add my next book to your collection**

Working Isn't Going Well, So I'll Marry an Alien

Shu Yun Zhan woke up one day to find that two thousand years had passed and the world had completely changed.

Before he had even gotten used to his new body, he had to adapt to a new job: clerk at the Alien Life Forms Landing and Affairs Office.

Yes, alien life forms.

Shu Yun Zhan sleepwalked his way to his post, put on an interstellar translator, and hesitantly pressed the red button in front of him to welcome the first alien client of his life--

A huge black creature resembling an octopus, its head bigger than a door, nine amber eyes with vertical pupils, and two rows of razor-sharp crimson teeth.

Then a black tentacle drifted in and wrapped around him from head to toe.

Shu Yun Zhan: ?!

Is this alien etiquette?

Alien: "%￥%@#&￥T@#%."

The translator in his ear automatically rendered it as: You like me, and you taste good too. I want to marry you.

Shu Yun Zhan: ?

The manual didn't explain what to do in this situation, but...

Shu Yun Zhan politely declined with a smile: I'm honored by your interest, but no--hey!

The black "octopus" simply wrapped him up and carried him outside: "@#￥#@%%."

Translator: I'm glad we agree.

Shu Yun Zhan: ...We don't agree, hey!!!

Help!!!

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